Luyện nghe bài hát Candy Paint & Gold Teeth

I'm from the south, Hospitality
Soul dinners, dinners, dinners, dinners, dinners, dinners
I'm from the where the old folks they don't mind they business
Strip is our culture we some heavy spenders

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Candy and Gold Teeth
Candy and Gold Teeth

I'm in Riverdale on 85, at Annlers' some Soul Food
County attitude let me know if you down too
Party all night with my
And if yo' ass go hungry man old folks they gon' feed you
I bring drama like Sam, I'm so plain fly
Twista, Do or Die
Car no suit and tie
Ghetto boy Willie D
Cartier wood grains like I'm C, I hold the flame like Bun B
I ain't the South that's Ludacris that country shit
and grits, y'all full of bits, wet paint, big rims
You can't help, but notice it, put the beat in it, dark tints
I'm coolin' it my bad bitch, she sick ass shit not average
Country hair with good manners, yellin' where we at

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Candy and Gold Teeth
Candy and Gold Teeth

Man I'm sittin' low in my old school, and my locs is on, and I'm so
And my top is dropped, so there's no roof and I'm shinin' hard as my gold
I'm trill as hell, and I'm heavy set, to the Lord, but don't get it bent
I'm the hood, and I represent, and I turn it up like the deficit
I'm from Texas bitch, Cadillac no bitch
Where we on fours, with suicide doors that part no plexis bitch
So you best not test us bitch, cause we will get reckless
Catch you on yo' block wit' that big black Glock take more than yo' bitch
Tell me who check us, bitch, we outside, down for the hood nigga we gon' ride
My gladiators, yeah go live wit' them AR's and them 4 5s
So watch yo' step, and know yo' place, you ain't trill show yo' face
Cause I'll pull and pop, and I'll a case, and I'll leave the scene wit' no trace

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Candy Paint and Gold
Candy Paint and Teeth

Luda!
out the shop and the candy coated Cadillac stacked on amazin' wheels
Seats like I hollered at the Reese's peanut butter company and made a deal
shakin' like jelly these honeys ready to check the spread
Cause I get that cheese, and I myself between the bread
So yo' mind on yo' riches, and get yo' hoes right
Cause in these streets you not safe yo' codes right
This southern living is like you ain't never seen
Ask any hustler his favorite color is money
Blacked out white wall spinnin'
for the ham hock neck bone, collard green, cornbread eatin' women
We some country ass certified gangstas in the
When you speak about hottest watch yo' motherfucking mouth

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Candy Paint and Teeth
Candy Paint and Gold